My room is a mess - it's an archaeological record of boredom.
Christmas, Christmas, come on Christmas.
It's 4 days 'til Christmas. Why don't I go to my room and do NOTHING??

The clock ticking sounds like a large horse clomping over cobble stones.
Last year there were wall-to-wall parties - so many that you had to carry a change of clothes with you.

In 2020 there's nothing to do - but I don't have to tell YOU (my reader). Except for the whole school thing. Nothing to do but study. I read, on that webber-net thing that 38% of students are failing.

Because of the pandemic - oh, not that virus monster - the boredom pandemic - the London-tower-lonely state of slow-motion distress that’s invisibly gripped us all.

Can we hold on people? The hard-won, delicious truth is that there’s hope. Vaccines - a bunch of 'em. Is it possible to let worries go this season and simply treasure our lives?

Just this month we have or had Hanukah, Kwanza, Festivus.
Hopefully, you made wild, monkey-love on December 14th - that was "International Monkey Day" - I couldn't join you - of course - but I'm just sayin.  =]

Look it up - almost every day is some kind of celebration or invent your own - if Ice Cream Day, Lemon Cupcake Day, Go Caroling Day or Crossword Puzzle Day don't do it for ya.

The important gifts, this year, are fun, attention and love.

One moment nothing and the next moment everywhere,
what and why and does it apply to me?

The new freedom is virtual.

Trying new positions, which is
trying in these conditions
but hey **
I'll give it a go.

Six of the clock and all is
all it can be,
I am
reminded that we are an island
not that Donne got it wrong
not that we got it right

I am hoping for a better tomorrow.

Prickles of the pine
it's reindeer time
across the moon at night
like fireflies in flight
buzzing little beez
elves in Christmas trees
Santa's gift to us,
kids happiness and love.

Someone plug in Christmas! Please!
I'm not complaining, but
Yeah, 2020's been a drag
We're in a real rut...

There's a way to bring it back
Those who are so bold
Give to those less fortunate!
Like Christmases of old!

Do you think the baby Jesus
Cried and carried on?
I think he was the sweetest babe!
I don't think I am wrong!

Do you have some grateful place
Within your saddened heart?
Has it nowhere to find joy?
Completely torn apart?

Turn the frown upside down!
To thine own self be true
Let us be like Jesus...

The cheer begins with YOU!

Catherine Jarvis
Soulsurvivor
12/16/2020

your words make me smile bigger and harder than anyone else ever has; i love you and i hope you don't forget that
among the christmas lights, i must confess that on most nights the twinkles only remind me more of how grey everything can be
but when you're by my side... i don't think about anything like that

you are the smooth whispering sound of every vinyl i own
you are the sun on the snow
you are the light that makes my plants grow and all of my cliches don't feel so plastic and packaged as they did with everyone else

when you aren't home, there are days that are just a little to hard to keep going. days when my bed keeps me in its arms.
i heave a deep sigh and you ask me repeatedly what is on my mind,
i have to refrain from keeping the melancholy slipping between my teeth because i hate to bring you down.
i tell you the best thing on my mind: that throughout all of the troubling times this year has brought us, i am the most lucky person in the world to have you by my side.

In the midst of the tinsel scrum
with most calendar doors feathered open
sometimes a melancholy still calls.
The fevered peaks of nativity plays
or the constant electric anticipation
of just what is in that box
can give way to a sudden sigh
in Christmas blue.

!OH CHRISTMAS! 🎶


Oh christmas
oh christmas,
there's
somethang in
the clouds
that makes feel
at home, at
every year end.

that's
why we're
filled of
elation, Oh
christmas, isn't
a season
But
a
Beautiful lifestyle
it's a
wonderful reason,
I could feel
the joy
in the air,
Christmas
seasoning.
He's presence
is here

It's always
specific the kind of
weather and tide,
freezing and
comforting.
Softly bliss
attracted

Deliverance
for the
masses peace
on earth, for it's the
savior's birth.

Hallelujah let's
sing it loud
and audible.
Christ the
Savior is born.

Shooting stars,
balloons,  
illuminating
lighting trees.
Rainbow lights.

The elation in
us even the
breeze can
feel the
anticipation
of the glorious
Christmas.  

No period as
the chilly
and dewy
yuletide sphere.

Birds sings
melodiously
playing happily
in the air.
Butterflies,
sun flies
playing
gleefully around
the Lilly petal.

Rejoice heaven
and earth
because it's
Christmas,
make heaven
sing and
the angels
leaped for joy.

The savior is
born, may
his spirit
dwell forever
more, for
his is the
Christmas's reason.

Oh christmas
oh christmas
blessed the holy
wonderful christmas
lifestyle.

#c9_fm